
(From Junji Ito's Frankenstein.)
I've been in a rubbish mood all week, just one bit glower, one big knot of evil. A sulk. You wouldn't know it though, I don't think? Unless you were Jenny, poor darling, who has to put up with the tempests of my moods. Dreary grey & relentless Always Winter Never Christmas, that is for me. I should be pleased! I don't know, I'm a fist, clenched around a wasp. I've been reading